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Day #124 And then the giraffes started to dance

A lot of candidates for happy moments today. I got a bit of a lie in. I went to the spa for a massage. The weather was sunny and glorious. Best thing hands down, however, was Hawkeye at the zoo. We went for a short visit in the afternoon. It was well after 3pm but…

Day #123 The global energy crisis…

… could be solved by harnessing the power of toddlers. It’s an endlessly renewable source! Long-lasting! Keeps going long after your sub-par, adult-sized batteries have started to sputter! This is the steps counter from my husband’s phone today. He did not go anywhere without Hawkeye and the rhythm of our day is clearly visualised in…

Day #118 Pride Rock gets a Lego makeover

My husband is eagerly awaiting the day he can pull out all of his old Lego from the attic and introduce them to Hawkeye. In the meantime, he’s enjoying constructing bizarre and//or awesome creations with our accumulated store of Duplo. I love seeing what sort of inventions he comes up with and I already have a…

#109 Keep Calm and Call for Help

It had to happen sometime. A public toddler meltdown in a restaurant. In the list of parenting nightmares, this is pretty high on everyone’s list after the really serious stuff, like trips to the emergency room, kids dashing into the street while you’re wrestling with unfolding the stroller, or wandering out of your line of…

Day #103 A Grand Soft Day

It is crisp and breezy. The trees around the worn out basketball court are rustling (actually, I want to use my favourite word that I learned from Terry Pratchett here – susurrating). The sky is mostly grey but is occasionally punctuated by diffused sunshine that makes it through the thinner parts of the cloud cover.…

Day #100 One’s house to oneself

There’s a line in the BBC adaptation of Pride & Prejudice where, following the removal of the Bennett sisters from Netherfield after Jane’s illness, the delightfully snooty Caroline Bingley exclaims “How pleasant it is to have one’s house to oneself again!” I am sure that people who have had their houses packed to the rafters…